Mo Xiaoxie and his group of eight people walked in the dark cave, if it weren't for the fact that they were cultivators, they could use their spiritual sense to explore the way, and they couldn't even see the road clearly with the naked eye. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Xiaoxie held his sister's slippery jade hand, feeling a trace of peace of mind and tranquility, in this invisible cave, the surrounding environment also became vivid, and Huixin was like a bright light illuminating the front, guiding him forward.

Slowly, Mo Xiaoye felt the soft palm holding him gradually turn from warm to cold, and he asked uneasily, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just that the speed of mana loss is faster than I imagined, although I ate the Yunling Pill, the speed of mana recovery is still faster than the speed of mana loss. Hui Xin pressed Mo Xiaoxie's palm and said softly.

If Mo Xiaoye had spiritual sense, he would find that Huixin's face was not good-looking, and the time for a pillar of incense was not enough, and the mana in her body had lost twenty percent, Yun Shangfei could have been better, only about one percent had been lost, and the Xuanyuan brothers and sisters and Huang Zhen were much more miserable, the Xuanyuan brothers and sisters were all cultivators of the Dao Seed Realm, and their mana had lost forty percent, Huang Zhen was just a cultivator of the innate realm, and his mana had lost sixty percent, and now he was walking very reluctantly.

The most leisurely is actually Mo Xiaoxie, because he has no mana in his body, so he doesn't feel uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, there were no enemy ambushes along the way, how did those two cultivators die?" Daoist Kaiyang was extremely cautious along the way, but found that there was nothing special in this cave except for the loss of mana, so he couldn't help but ask a little strangely.

She Sheng suddenly stopped, and said with an ugly face: "I seem to know how they died." ”

"What's wrong?" said Daoist Kaiyang when he saw Shesheng stop, puzzled.

"My spiritual sense sees the end of the cave, and I can walk a little further than the way before. It was obviously a good thing, but there was no joy on the face of the sacrifice, and after a short period of consternation, he continued to walk with a calm face.

The admiration of the Kaiyang Daoist came from the heart, and he arched his hand, "The Taoist friend who sacrifices his life is really good at cultivating, and he is worthy of being a high-ranking monk of Leiyin Temple, it seems that my spiritual cultivation is far inferior to yours." ”

The spiritual cultivation of Buddhist cultivators is second only to the ghost monks, whether it is compared with the immortal cultivators, or compared with the demon cultivators, the same level of Buddhist cultivation is better in spiritual sense, and even more, I heard that there is a kind of ascetic in the Buddhist sect, regardless of the destruction of the body, specializing in exercising spiritual sense, which also makes their spiritual cultivation almost comparable to the ghost monks.

He didn't say much, and he didn't pay much attention to these compliments.

Yun Shangfei suddenly came to his senses, jumped high, ran a few steps, and said excitedly: "Great, that is to say, we still have half the way, the environment here is really uncomfortable, let's hurry up and come back, we will be able to leave this ghost place soon." ”

The Xuanyuan brothers and sisters were also happy, but the Kaiyang Dao Chief, who was still in a good mood, held the jade slip in his hand, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.

At the right time, Shesheng and Huixin also took out a jade slip, which clearly read: Demon cultivation is coming!

Daoist Kaiyang took back the jade slip and sighed, "We are happy that it is a little early, as if a demon monk has already come in. ”

"There are so many of our decent cultivators outside, how can they ......" Xuanyuan Hao knew that the situation was urgent now, and asked as he stepped up.

"They can't stop it. Kaiyang Dao Chang sighed and said: "I know they can't stop it, I wanted them to delay for a while, even if the whole army is wiped out, it will be worth it, but who would have thought that the news of the attack of the demon cultivator just came, and then one broke in, their blocking did not work at all, I think there should be more than one demon cultivator who came." ”

In the first place, they were planning to wipe out the whole army before leaving those people outside? Mo Xiaoxie looked at the direction where the voice came from in disbelief, and remembered that the Kaiyang Dao Chief, who seemed to be benevolent on the surface, would actually make such a decision, and felt a little alienated from him in his heart.

Hui Xin grabbed Mo Xiaoxie's hand slightly, Mo Xiaoxie seemed to feel something, and his bright eyes looked in the direction of his sister, although he couldn't see it, Mo Xiaoxie knew that with his sister's charitable heart, he must be slightly dissatisfied with this behavior of the Kaiyang Daoist.

Fingers lightly scratched on the palm of her sister's hand twice, and the flirtatious Huixin's heart was numb, and she let go of her worries about the decent cultivators outside, her charming pretty face turned around, and she glared at Mo Xiaoxie with disgust, and her cheeks were dyed with maple, but at this time, Mo Xiaoxie, who was like a blind man, had no chance to appreciate Huixin's peerless style at this moment.

The battle outside the cave was quite tragic, and in just a quarter of an hour, dozens of people were already lying on the ground, and the ground made of blue-brown rocks was mottled red everywhere, and the blood was spread out in patches, seeping into the ground along the cracks in the rocks.

A man in white clothes sat on a protrusion of the cliff, indifferently watching everything that happened below, holding a jade flute in his hand and playing with it, his movements were very skillful, and he knew that he had been accompanied by the flute all year round.

The wind was as fast as fire on the cliffs, and his black hair and clothes fluttered, but he himself was as quiet as a virgin, and he looked like a humble gentleman who had read poetry and books, like a reclusive scribe in the mountains and forests, and blended with the cold wind.

"Piaoxue, how do you just know to sit on it and watch, and then come down to help. Wearing a dark red skull and holding a magic weapon blood skull in his hand, the Blood Demon Lord blocked a flying sword and took the time to shout to the man in white who was only looking at him.

The man in white was concentrating on wiping the flute in his hand, as if he was caressing his lover's delicate skin, his face was gentle, his eyes were like a clear pool, glowing with light, and he said with a light smile: "First of all, my name is Ye Piaoxue, and we don't know each other very well, so don't call out some strange names, so that others misunderstand the relationship between us." Secondly, these people are not qualified to listen to the tunes I play, and playing to these people is nothing more than playing the piano to the cow, so I won't make a move, you can watch these people do it. ”

As if it was none of his business, Ye Piaoxue didn't move, making the Blood Demon Lord look at him fiercely, gritting his teeth, why did the Demon Lord send such a strange demon cultivator as the Demon Flute Piaoxue to carry out the mission with them? The battle with these cultivators in front of him couldn't help at all.

Although the Blood Demon Lord is a cultivator of the same Dao Shu Realm as he is sacrificing his life, he has a hard time saying that there are suffering words in the face of the group of cultivators in front of him who are blatantly righteous and whose cultivation is not as good as his own.

There are many ants that can bite elephants to death, not to mention that they are not all ants, there are more than a dozen Dao Miao Realm cultivators who are one cultivation level lower than themselves, and if they fight against each other, the Blood Demon Lord will naturally not be afraid, and they can be eliminated in minutes.

But now it is a little overstretched to deal with it alone, and he is a little reluctant to deal with it, while struggling to resist, he hates the Tianshu Daoist who seriously injured him back then, if it weren't for the fact that he beat himself to the point of almost being scattered, it took nearly a thousand years to recover, and his current cultivation is likely to go to the next level and enter the realm of Daomao, where do you still need to suffer this kind of nest qi, and you can't fight back by these juniors.

Now I can only hope that the two who entered the cave will be faster, and when they complete their mission and come out, they will kill the dozen or so decent cultivators in front of them, which is not a problem at all.

I don't know where the two of them have gone? The Blood Demon Lord sacrificed the magic weapon, conjured up a huge blood-colored skeleton, resisted the attacks of dozens of magic weapons and spells, bowed his head and groaned, and now he didn't know that the Demon Boy had been destroyed by the sacrifice of them a few days ago.

In the cave, deep at the end.

A giant knife that was not more than two meters but also one meter six or seven long was stuck in the ground, emitting a faint red light, illuminating the surroundings, this should be the tiger knife they were looking for.

Mo Xiaoxie and the eight people looked at the terrifying and inexplicable scene in front of them, and their breathing was suffocated.

With the Tiger Knife as the center, there are bones and wreckage piled up around, looking at the structure of these bones, most of them are beasts, probably because of their age, there is not even a trace of meat foam on the bones, they are clean and have no rancid smell.

The height of the pile of bones submerged the blade of the Tiger Soul Sword to one-third of its length, and at the edge of the pile of bones were two fresh corpses, which had been pressed from the center to the periphery, and it was not necessary to guess that these two corpses were the two cultivators of the Dao Bud Realm who had died first.

"What do you think?" Kaiyang Dao Chang turned his head to look at the Shesheng who had been speechless all the way and asked, here Shesheng is comparable to his cultivation, and he also has the most right to speak.

She Sheng observed the corpses of the two, found no wounds or anything like that, turned his head to look at the Tiger Spirit Knife that flashed with a demonic red light, stretched out his hand, and said in a deep voice: "It should be that there is something wrong with this Tiger Spirit Knife." ”

Kaiyang Dao Chang stroked his beard, his face was calm, and he bowed slightly, and he was very consistent with his opinion.

"Plop—"

The sound of something falling on the ground echoed through the cave, Mo Xiaoye was startled, and turned his head to look only to find that Huang Zhen's face was as pale as paper, sitting on the ground, panting, as if he had lost his strength.

"Brother Huang, what's wrong with you?" Mo Xiaoxie let go of his sister's tender little white hand and ran to Huang Zhen's side and asked with concern.

Huang Zhen didn't speak, his expression was slightly painful, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and it became difficult to even sit up.

"His mana is depleted, this is a normal reaction to running out of mana, and he will be weak for a while. The head of Kaiyang Dao was not surprised, and said lightly.

Mo Xiaoxie laboriously straightened Huang Zhen's body, and let him hang his head and cross his knees on the ground, only to see Huang Zhen weakly put his hand on Mo Xiaoxie's arm, and said, "Thank you, Mo Xiaoxie, I'm fine, just wait a while." ”

Huang Zhen rarely talked to people after Li Shi's death, his voice was very low, but it was like a golden stone, much more mature and stable than in the past.

Mo Xiaoye slowly spread his hand, and looked at his sister's fair face without a healthy red, knowing that if it dragged on like this, sooner or later he would run out of mana like Brother Huang.

The footsteps were steady, his expression was solemn and a little nervous, and he resolutely walked towards the position of the Tiger Sword.

"What are you going to do?" She Sheng grabbed Mo Xiaoxie's shoulder, his hand was still so strong.